HOOK:Your parents say stay away im nothing but trouble kid/
cigarettes, alcohol, skateboarding, double flips/
Beleive it (*##$ im devious on some subtle %#@!/

I just came to $#&@ %#@! up dont ask me to cuddle (*##$/

VERSE 1: Crusing brewing down norristown/

straight swigs (*##$ i aint pouring rounds/
bout to kill this beat like earl sweatshirt yall should call me doris now/
rain, hail, sleet, snow, p block surronded by weed smoke/

get it right from the east coast, i go in, you choke, deep throat/
my team go green like ceelo, newports yes, trees no/
yo (*##$ lemme plant my seed hoe gimme five minutes youll see some trees grow/

class clown nemo fish, in the cut like an emo kid/
my spots palamino (*##$, spit it hotter than a jalapeno is/
got that steez bro, thats style with ease yo/

(*##$y (*##$y bunghole sippin captain see me cup full/
my drunkness creeps up on me like a weird uncle/
i been $#&@in nuts way before my balls dropped, fumble/

throwback, lateral mom said "stop takin adderal/
you get wound up and radical, can never finish your casserole/
sorry ma you know that im starving for this note pad/

im so bad, teds the answer when kids ask where the dope at/

HOOK


VERSE 2: who is this? its ludacris i got the potion baby blue wave/
yes indeed my belts a shoelace spit so hard i give myself toothaches/

i need aspirin and some "waterboy" bobby boucher/ (my momma said ma ma ma ma my mommy said ma ma ma momma said)
Ok, i kick push like lupe, im too great/
got these smokin (*##$es wet like the doob laced, im whiter than glue paste/

but i dont stick around im bout to take off grab ya suitcase/
always get ahead call me two face/
you never go in you should get lube, you think teds rude?/

get it right im a jerk off, redtube/
speakin of !@$^o im just doin me, !@(#/
study and do my homework? id rather skate/

spittin so sick and this is only my first mixtape/
them black (*##$es stay stuck on my wood like griptape/
no matter where im at stay sharper than a switchblade/

since sixth grade been a king on the board (*##$ checkmate/
im %#@!faced, you misplaced, im firstplace, you aint in the race/
if you tryna hate, first ask your date how my dick taste, $#&@ face/


VERSE 3 (JOHNNY R.) Off a the top i adapt while i rock and shock the block when i attack/
the spot no warning shots im scorching hot, the upper echelon of hip hop/

a phenomenon whos blowin up like a marathon in boston/
a sharpened marksmen who often, fascinates over arson/
aint marsten this is my house where fake emcees aint allowed/

its underground and you wonder how, i take these beats and drop em now/
i stomp em down in the dirt superb with the words throw em in a hearse/
absurd with the verbs i love to curse/

$#&@ twat cunt %#@! my mouth is worse/
back at it, rap addict, rip (*##$es in half, smack !@$)gots/
attack ratchets with black hatchets paint the canvas/

red with their brain fragments my insane talent/
is all or none, imma beast on the beat dont sweat the technique/
im sleek when i speak in different $#&@in league/

i put on clinics you put on clinique/